Turboo - South Lyrics

Goddamn, motherf*cker, she's a good dick, sucka
Mama, that boy make me sad
Roll that tongue out my pussy, know you like eating coochie
Real slim in the waist, bad bitch in the face
From the south, I don't really got a cap, what you say
Get the Uzi, finish spray, demon time
Don't play on my ground, what you saying
Give me diamonds, no stain, big house, real estate
In a V, no race, big woods, stripping straight
It's her food, God game, big booties, big hummus
Big parties all summer, big blunts, we puffin
Big Glocks, we bustin
Seven wall, yeah, he comin
On the beach, yeah, they runnin
Where the niggas? Bitch, they comin
With the bag all hunnid, stop callin
Bitch, I'm comin
Eight wall, wanna f*ck me
Yeah, that dick real lovely
What you want? Blue hundreds
Never stuck and never run
I heard you bitches looking for me
Got your nigga, wanna f*ck me
Got him feelin' real lucky
Man, these niggas real dummies
Wanna get up in my tummy
Had to five star a nigga, cause he wanna get hungry
Big booties, big hummus
Big parties all summer, big blunts
We puffin
Big Glocks, we bustin
Seven wall, yeah, he comin
On the beach, yeah, they runnin
Big booties, big hummus
Big parties all summer
Big blunts, we puffin
Big Glocks, we bustin
Seven wall, yeah, he comin
On the beach, yeah, they runnin